I lay in bed reading while you walk into the room after showering, your towel wrapped around you like a dress. You waste no time with small talk and say, "Can you do me a favor baby?" I say yes without even lifting my eyes from my book. "See, the thing is, I just got really clean in the shower, and I need you to get me dirty again."
I pick up my eyes instantly and the sound of this proposition and meet your gaze. You drop your towel and reveal a body I could never say no too. I felt stiff already at the thought of making love to you. But you didn't want to make love. Not right now. You slowly walk toward the bed and tell me exactly what you want.
“Right now, what I want more than anything is for you to use me and teach me how sluts were meant to be treated.” Your sudden shift in mood only catches me off guard for a moment before I turn to look at you and grin. In an instant my wife disappeared. All that remained was a greedy little whore who was going to please me.